The Good Plumber and the Bad Window

 I spent months feeling guilty for accidentally dropping a fingernail clipper down the drain. You may recall that little tantrum. Every time I ran the sink faucet, I'd hear "gurgle gurgle" in the shower area and cringe. We kept pouring down Drano, and my son-in-law diagnosed that we had, in fact, dissolved it. So what was it? A clogged pipe, which happens periodically. Plumber

came today, kind of unexpectedly. (but we all knew to considerately wear masks) I did appreciate that he was a nice plumber with no religious or political agenda to preach at us as has been our experience. (Refer to Plumber Phobia on a previous page) But this threw my day into a tailspin, having to clean up afterwards.

Yesterday was a "blustery day", and the window fell off the house in one piece. Bill duct taped it up, proudly. But the wind tore it off again, this time not so nicely. So, I had to help pick up all the broken glass. Glad we no longer live in a mobile home the way the weather's been, as I have a feeling we'd be taking weekly trips to Oz.

Surprise!

 I swung into substitute teacher mode to go over and puppysit.

I thought he'd been alone for quite awhile whimpering in the dark, but I guess I came in just after somebody left. But here's the thing, I'm the type of person who never goes anywhere without an umbrella, used to pack stuff in my backpack when I subbed, small deodorant for girl students who forgot? I had it. So, got the puppy all set to go out with everything, including the pup, ready, and that included having a mask attached to my ears in the dark in the backyard. Good thing, too, because the puppy was yelping at something...a couple picking up the leaf bags. We went to the other side of the yard, and the couple opened a gate I didn't even know was there, to get the other leaf bags. In each case, I quickly and awkwardly pulled on my mask, though I don't know how effectively. Even though I'm not a boy scout, I say, "be prepared". You may not think you'll encounter people while taking care of a puppy all alone in the dark, but you never know. I live in the mitten, and we get hit more than once these days, so does our cousin across the big pond. Be safe.

Humanity

 It's getting a little closer to "my time", as I've drifted kind of into the "late zone". So, this is a reputation saver...until I drift a bit more. My daughter, though, has me getting up, once a week, at the ungodly hour I used to arise, all for the safety and sanity of a puppy.

Nevertheless, once that feat is accomplished, it's time to drift yet again.

On that note, I knew a fellow who preceded his discussions on humanity with, "The human animal". This is true. We get so high minded that we don't realize that's what we are. One time, in Colorado, after some rather strong wine, (a gift from a friend) in which I no longer imbibe, we went to a restaurant. As I watched the people walking in, I could swear they all looked like the Disney comic book characters, human-esque, with black noses and floppy ears. I've thought, since then, that I might have had a "peek" into the truth about our species. It could explain why there are still Trumpanzees behaving like wild animals, pushing vehicles off the road, intimidating governors and voters.

I tried to check out the blue moon from behind the clouds, but once the clouds moved, it didn't look blue at all.

So, here we are. Things are going on all at once: Halloween, blue moon, daylight savings (fake time) ends, to be replaced by the actual time (I think), All Saints Day, a pandemic, which has not occurred in a century, and the most important election, at least, in my lifetime...

It's why I like to read history and historical novels. The human spirit has lived through rough times and much worse, seriously, so we can pull this off.

It depends on which you want to feed, the wild animal or the fully human one you aspire to become.

Senior Stories

I've been so immersed in the Protestant Work Ethic, that despite the fact that it usually takes me hours, like until 5, to even start the day; like Martin Luther, I start metaphorically whipping myself for all the things I haven't done. I keep saying, "Well, what do you expect, the election returns are on, and you shouldn't expect a great deal from yourself when you just HAVE to see these returns. It's not a normal time, after all."

Finally, my daughter texts me the kids are coming, so I start vacuuming. Then, my husband looks so disappointed that I haven't gone to the store for my annual grocery shopping, that I cave and do that. But there was one benefit from doing so. At the Dollar Tree, after sweeping through Aldis', I overheard a woman say, "Well, it's over. It's been four years, we had to put up with it, and now, it's their turn. And it was only one term. What does that tell you?" I felt an instant camaraderie with a complete stranger.

Speaking of yet another mature woman from my generation, I heard today, that some young people came up to her and harassed her and told her to take off her mask. What they didn't know about this lady is in her slightly younger years, she used to take off, chasing anyone down the street for any injustice they had done to her or someone she loved. Well, I heard those young people got a tongue lashing the likes of which they'd never heard from an elder.

I guess they call it Silver Disobedience, now.

The 12 Days of Voting

 The first day of voting, my true love gave to me.

🥰😍..Debates are done,🤼‍♀️ and ballots were received. 🗳

The second day of voting my true love gave to me...2 vote suppressors. 🦹🦹‍♂️ , 1 ballot box....🗳...        🎼🎹

The third day of voting, my true love gave to me...3 big campaigners...😎 😁 😡, 2 vote suppressors. 🦹‍♂️🦹‍♀️, 1 ballot box...🗳

The fourth day of voting, my true love gave to me...4 each still in SCOTUS, 👨‍⚖️👨‍⚖️👨‍⚖️👨‍⚖️👩‍⚖️👩‍⚖️👩‍⚖️👩‍⚖️ until further notice...3 big campaigners...😎 😁 😡, 2 vote suppressors. 🦹‍♂️🦹‍♀️, 1 ballot box...🗳

The fifth day of voting, my true love gave to me...5 Handmaids' Tales 📕📕📕📕📕...    🎼🎹

4 each still in SCOTUS, 👨‍⚖️👨‍⚖️👨‍⚖️👨‍⚖️👩‍⚖️👩‍⚖️👩‍⚖️👩‍⚖️ (until further notice)...3 big campaigners...😎 😁 😡, 2 vote suppressors. 🦹‍♂️🦹‍♀️,

1 ballot box...🗳

On the 6th day of voting, 66 million voters line the streets ...

On the 7th day, about 75 mill, and SCOTUS (without Barrett) says their votes can count in Penn and S.C.

On the 8th day of voting...8 poll "watchers" arming.👀🤺 (Virus rise...alarming)🤧😷

 On the 9th day of voting = 5 ghastly years decidin' 

😳🥵🥶😱 🦥

...to vote 4 years for Biden...😎

On the 10th day of voting...a Biden Bus,

🚌 fighting for Our Soul...😈🤯

10 cars 🚗 nearly pushed it into a hole...

 On the 11th day of voting, malevolently throwing, K's of ballots going, 11 

👩‍⚖️👩‍⚖️👩‍⚖️👩‍⚖️👩‍⚖️👨‍⚖️👨‍⚖️👨‍⚖️👨‍⚖️👨‍⚖️👨‍⚖️Courts vetoing....

 On the 12th day of voting...

"If you wait 4 years, you can wait 4 days," says Carville.

"We'll get 4 & more states (&Pa.)." says Joe to the honking cars full.

🚙🚙🚙🚙🚗🚗🚗🚗🚙🚙🚙🚙

(4+4+4=12)